I never did this with Freddie so early. This time, it is different. This time, if this might be all I get of this baby, I want to record every step of the way. Even though we’re already 13 weeks along.
13 weeks. 6 or so scans. Some ups and downs already, with a mysteriously missing baby at the first scan and an unexpectedly there baby the week after, when I had given up hope.
It doesn’t feel particularly real. There is still a long way to go. Sadly all the 6 of us here know that only too well. We told the girls tonight. They are all pleased, the big two had guessed. But we had to tell Josie 4 times for it to sink in and then she just said “so maybe a little brother or a little sister or maybe no baby at all”. You shouldn’t know that at 6, you just shouldn’t.
But there it is. Puddle the Sixth. We hope.
Please could this one scream the hospital down and come home to live with us.